This is a song about "Baby momma"

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Momma, i'mma grow one day to be famous

God mc oh my god you gotta see

And i know love me baby

Tell my momma i’m a shaman rhymin'

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

When pops a perv, and momma been promiscuous/

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Pimpin' this shit up, hittin' ho's, yet respect for my momma.

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

Do you think i'm crazy

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free